Saturday, 15 August 2009

this rug

this rug you are wrapped in
belonged to a man from Irkutsk

he gave it to a Pole
in the forests of Siberia
to keep him warm

the old Pole,
fingers lost through frost bite
gave it me in turn
to keep me warm
on the motherless train
to my new beginning

wrap it around you child
wrap it round your soul
keep it
and when the time is right
- you'll know when -
give it to a stranger
to keep them warm
and safe from harm

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